Oooh, Mini. My SIL commutes some distance in her Mini, and I have heard no complaints from her. Err, not that I've asked.

Hmm, I was going to take the dog for a walk, but it's raining. I suspect that means I need to write this afternoon.

It's raining? How did I not notice??

Yeah, it's possible that the Forester is SO bad (noise wise) that the Mini would be an upgrade such that I'd be content. That's why I need to test drive a few.

I haven't thought of anything other than Subarus for so long that it's kind of exciting to think of other possibilites. If my Forester didn't cost only $25 a month in insurance, I'd never consider having two cars. But who knows.

I saw a "stretch" Mini this afternoon. It looked really bizarre.

I am exhausted from doing yard work. In a good way, but boy I am not used to working that hard for that long!

I'm having happy mental pictures of Javachick in a chirpy mini.

So I cranked some music and hit the kitchen - made potato-cauliflower soup for tomorrow, prepped a red cabbage, dried cranberry and apple slaw for this week, and threw a chicken, olive, onion, mushroom, tomato, and pasta casserole in the oven. DH made bread. Tomorrow I'm going to try to do the fennel and celery salad from the NYT also. The kitchen smells like celery, onions, and butter. Nom.

Whoo! I am tired. Talking for five hours straight will do that for ya'.

We woke up late this morning, so nearly missed the intern, but we have seen his 'rents and seen him safely off to Indiana. And we have the van back, whoo, although it smells like boy and is very dirty and needs an oil change. It did in fact have a full tank of gas, which I am crediting to the parents.

And then we got to our seminar and it was reasonably well attended and went very well. But it was very fatiguing! Now I would like to lie very still for a while.

I was driving behind a Mini the other day that had a bumper sticker that said "Actual Size." Love!

Woo, I just ran a bunch of errands, and now the fridge is fully stocked for the first time in two weeks. YAY.

-t, thanks! My seniors are reading Beowulf, and it's been hard slogging for them, so I'm hoping this paper will turn out some creative interest and some great reading.

Talking for five hours straight will do that for ya'.

Fo shizzle. If I didn't get snow days and summers off, I would really be irritated, because my husband makes 20K more than me, I teach my ass off, talking and walking from 7 am to 4 pm (at least), and then I come home and grade and work on lesson plans for at LEAST an hour a night (more usually about 3) and I work on school stuff about 5-8 hours on weekends.

And he works from 6-2:30 and is...done.

Yeah. My head is totally killing right now. I love it. I really enjoyed the material we were teaching today. We had a great and responsive class. And still? So done.

I hate driving around Minis, because most of the ones I see on my commute are not quite as small and nimble as their drivers seem to think they are, and I've seen a few accidents and a hell of a lot of close calls as a result.

My Roadmaster could eat three Minis for breakfast and still manage a sweet turning radius.